Suzanne Lie, Ph.D., has been a seeker since she was a child where her active “imagination” took her deep into her inner life. She continues to regularly share her experiences and Arcturian teachings on her blog, Awakening with Suzanne Lie, and she wishes to help awakening ones come out of hiding and allow the glory of their highest expression of SELF into their everyday life.

Friday, April 17, 2015

A Peek into my book in process,THE JOURNAL -- A Journey from Disillusionment to Remembering

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I have decided to share some components from the book I am working on now called, "The Journal."

To loosely summarize, this book is about the journey from disillusionment to remembering.

INTRODUCTION

~Lisa Finds the Journal~

“I have been trying to contact my Mother for
two weeks,” said Lisa to herself as slammed down the phone. She had repeatedly
tried to contact her mother, and she had not answered her phone, her emails or
her Skype.

“What is she up to now?”
Lisa muttered to herself. “I guess I will have to go down there and find out
for myself. That means I have to have another confrontation with my husband about
my ‘weird’ mother.

“The kids are in school,
so I will have to get someone to pick them up and watch them until my husband
comes home. What a bother!!” Lisa continued her inner dialogue, or was she
actually talking out loud.

“Why doesn’t she just
communicate with me? I know we have not seen eye-to-eye for a while, but a
little communication on her end would greatly help our relationship. That is if
we even have a relationship,” Lisa said so loudly that she knew she was actually
talking to herself.

What else was she to do?
She certainly could not get in contact with her mother. Truth be told, she had
not tried that hard to contact her until now. Her mother has been talking about
so much weird stuff lately that Lisa found herself avoiding contacting her.

Then, when she finally did
call, her mother did not answer. In fact, her mother was nowhere to be found.
“My husband is going to be so upset about this,” Lisa said to herself. “He has
really had it with my ‘crazy mother,’ as he likes to call her.”

Lisa tried for two more
days to connect with her mother. Finally, she could wait no longer. She
confronted her husband, got the babysitter, and left at 5:00 am for the journey
to her mother’s house. She told her husband she would leave then to avoid
traffic, but she really wanted to avoid another confrontation with her husband
and the many questions from the children.

For the same reason she
slept in the guestroom and told her husband is was so that she would not wake
him up. Actually, she did not want to “sleep” with him. Sex had been a chore
for ages now, and the more she disliked it, the more often he wanted it.

If Lisa could tell her
self the truth, which she had been avoiding for a very long time, she was very
unhappy in her marriage and needed to talk to her weird, but loving, mother. If
Lisa could tell her self the truth, she would have to admit that her best
friend was far to close with her husband.

Since she could not even
admit that much, she could more easily look past all the obvious signs of her
husbands wandering eye. “No,” Lisa yelled, as she pushed aside the obvious
evidence and chose to live the lie. However, four hours of driving alone in a
car would make it very difficult to ignore her self.

By the time she arrived at
her mother’s house, she was enraged, in tears and so relieved to be in a safe
environment. However, it was an empty environment. The house was neat and clean
as always, but the plants were gone, the cat was missing and the house felt
empty of all life.

No mother, no copious
plants, no cat, windows closed and all doors locked. The yard was a bit
overgrown, but watered by the sprinklers. The refrigerator was filled with
expired food and the bread in the pantry was covered with mold. Now, Lisa was
getting worried.

She has spoken to her
Mother so seldom lately, that she did not even know how to contact her mother’s
friends. That is if she had any. Truth be told, Lisa was glad when her husband
took the job up north and they had to move away. She did not understand her
mother at all. Now her mother had disappeared, just when Lisa was finally ready
to talk with her.

“How could she just
disappear?” yelled Lisa after she had searched every area of the house and
yard. The car was in the garage and her mother’s purse with her wallet inside
was by her bed, which showed no sign of recent occupancy. Perhaps there was a
clue in her office, where she shut herself up for hours to meditate or write or
whatever she did, thought Lisa as she walked to the back of the house.

Lisa had been embarrassed
by her mother’s behavior as a teenager and never brought her friends over. Lisa
was more like her Father, who had left them because her mother was so odd. Now
her mother was causing problems with Lisa’s marriage. Perhaps the answer is in
her offer, she thought as she went into that room.

When Lisa opened the door
to enter the office, she felt a sudden chill. What was that saying, “Like
someone had walked over a grave.” “Oh my God,” Lisa said out loud. “What if she
is dead?”

Fortunately, there was no
dead body and NO mother. The room was neat, much neater than Lisa had seen it
in a long time. In fact, her mother’s desk, which was often a mess of papers,
was totally clear except for a rather large three-ring folder filled almost to
the breaking point.

As Lisa tentatively walked
to the desk, she saw an envelope with her name on it tapped to the top of the
folder. She angrily pulled off the envelope, opened it and began to read her
mother’s note.

~~~~~

My
dear Lisa, Beverly wrote in her journal. I am so sorry that I was unable to
tell you this in person, but there was too much to say and too little time in
which to say it. Therefore, I have left this journal, which clearly describes
what has been occurring in my life.

I
wish that I could have shared it with you, but you have made it very clear that
you do not want to hear about my ‘weird’ encounters with what you call ‘the
unknown.’ I have tried to tell you that it was never unknown to me, but when I
did you became angry.

I
know that you have blamed my behavior for your father leaving us when you where
only ten, but I did not want him to leave any more than you did. I also know
that I was an embarrassment to you when you were a teenager. I am sorry that I
was not the person that you needed me to be.

Mostly,
I am sorry that I could never find a way to share my experiences with you that
did not upset or anger you. I hope that you find this journal in which I recount
everything that has been happening in my life in the order in which it occurred.
Perhaps, when you read it within your own time, you can begin to understand why
I have disappeared in this manner.

Please
remember that I love you very much and hope that we can regain our
relationship. Please do not run off to phone the police before you read this.
After you have read this journal, we may even be able to communicate with each
other.

I
love you,

Mom

~~~~~

“What,” yelled Lisa. “Do
you expect me to read this whole silly journal before I call the police to find
out where you are?”

Lisa was so angry that she
violently pushed the journal off the table, where it fell to the floor, opening
the binder and spilling the pages all over the room. Lisa stood in horror. She
finally found a clue as to her mother’s disappearance and she had just
scattered it all over the floor. She was so upset that she fell into the nearby
chair and sobbed.

Lisa cried the tears that
she would not allow when saw the look in her husband’s eye when her friend came
over, or how her “friend” looked toward the ground. She cried the tears that
she had pushed away during her four-hour drive here alone. Then, when she
remembered the expression of relief she saw on her husband’s face when she said
she needed to leave town, she became almost hysterical.

She needed her mother to
talk to NOW. But was she there for her? NO! Again, she was absorbed in her own
self and in her own weird whatever she was involved in. How could her mother
leave this silly book instead of calling her and talking to her? But that
question reminded Lisa that she had not taken a phone call from her mother for
quite a while.

She had been “busy” and
would call her back, but never did. Lisa told herself that it was because she
was fed up with her mother’s ideas. But, the truth was that her mother could
always read her mind, and she did not want her mother to tell her what she wasn’t
ready to face.

During her four hours
driving alone in the car she had “unconsciously” decided to talk to her mother
about her marriage. She was even ready to ask for her help. “But NO,” Lisa
yelled to the empty room, “I finally am ready to talk to her and Mom is involved
in her own self – again!”

Lisa dramatically fell to
the floor and sobbed. She cried because her marriage was over, her life was a
mess, her mother was missing and she was totally alone. However, being alone
was what she really craved. She needed to get out of denial and into the truth.
That was the real reason she drove to her mothers.

However, her mother was
not there, and had not been there for a while. Maybe she should have answered
some of her mother’s phone calls, emails and letters. Maybe she should have
just listened to her self, Lisa thought as the tears were spent and she sat on
the floor and looked at the papers strewn all over the room.

It took Lisa an hour to
collect all the pages, which fortunately were numbered, and put them back into
the folder. By then she had calmed down. She went to the kitchen and happily
found some coffee, sat down at the kitchen table, where she often did her
homework as a child, and began to read the journal.

Book 4 was twice as long as the others, so we have split it into two books so you can better absorb the information. If your book 4 is 400 pages, you have the old version, so you have the full ending of the series. However, if your book book is about 200 pages, please stay tuned for Book 5,which is "Changing Realities."

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About Me

Suzanne Lie, Ph.D., has been a seeker since
she was a child where her active “imagination” took her deep into her inner
life. Suzanne first stepped onto her spiritual
path in the mid-1970s when she met her first spiritual teacher. Since then, she
has had many teachers and initiations.

Her life in the physical plane was quite “normal” as her spiritual work
provided her with the confidence to continue her educational training to obtain
a Ph.D. in Clinical Psychology. Her studies included personal psychotherapy and
focused on alternative methods of psychotherapy, such as hypnotherapy and
guided meditation, which gave her tools to help herself, as well as others.

In 1999, after two years of prompting from the Arcturians, she began sharing her
insights on her website, www.multidimensions.com, where her full spiritual
journey is described. “Coming out” of the spiritual closet was not easy, but fortunately,
documenting her journey and talking to others all over the world with similar
experiences allowed her to fully accept and embrace her true SELF.

Once she built a solid foundation of knowledge regarding the
journey back to the multidimensional SELF, she began writing the two volumes of
the book,Becoming ONE, People and Planet: A Manual for Personal and Planetary
Transformation.

She continues to regularly share her experiences and Arcturian teachings on her
blog, Awakening with Suzanne Lie, and she wishes to help
awakening ones come out of hiding and allow the glory of their highest
expression of SELF into their everyday life.

Explorations into the incarnation and
connection of twin flames and divine complements are detailed in her book, Visions from Venus, and her book Reconstructing Reality describes the process of awakening to past or parallel lives and incarnations.

She is excited to share her latest 5-book
series, Pleiadian Perspective on Ascension, which details the entire
process of an ascending planet designed to assist humanity with its current
transition into a higher dimension.

Recognizing the need for comprehensive
educational training and guidance in multidimensionality, she has recently developed Multidimensional
Leadership Training programs, in conjunction with the Arcturians, designed to train new leaders that will bring forth expanded,
synchronistic guidance, support, leadership, and governance in the societal
shift.

All of her initiatives remind us that through seeking, communicating with, and
integrating our true, multidimensional SELF into our physical life, we can
greatly expand our consciousness and regain latent skills that will assist us
in creating our new reality.

Suzanne is available for personal sessions
and would love to connect with and assist those ready to explore
multidimensionality and who feel drawn to the Arcturian teachings.